what is our exsistence in the world? where do we belong? whats our purpose? we're all indifferent, black or white. so why all the wars? why all the shooting, why all the killing why all the people dying? we're all people here. why cant we talk things out and put aside the differences and look at each other as people and not as a different race. because ultimately, we reap what we sow. and is this really just fate? must it really always end this way?
yours truly
I'll tell you a secret. Something they don't teach you in your temple. The Gods envy us. They envy us because we're mortal, because any moment might be our last. Everything is more beautiful because we're doomed. You will never be lovelier than you are now. We will never be here again.
yours truly